So… a few months ago I confronted my husband about his drinking. This was before lockdown and we were renovating our house and he got into he habit of every night after dinner just going and sit outside alone and drink three strong beers leaving me and the kids alone in the house doing homework or watching TV. This effected our family life and love life because he began to stink and snore. I asked him why he was drinking alone but he refused to see it as weird or problematic. He called me a prude basically and said I was over reacting. I referenced his father, who drank too much and had a stroke and died at 65. This resulted in a huge stinking argument and he didn't talk to me for 3 days, literally, wouldn't answer me when I asked him a question, would just look the other way or talk to the cat or the kids instead. So without saying he had accepted my point he did cut back and was sober at least two or three days a week which was great but then a new habit started, whenever we went to visit friends he'd drink there - beer and whiskey - so I'd have to drive home and then when we got home he'd do the same thing again - sit outside and carry on drinking alone all night. This was only really a problem because this was always on a Saturday which is usually the day we cuddle up on the couch and go to bed early, a day in the week when we can reconnect and spend time together. So after the third time, I told him - "hey this isn't cool. I'm not going to our friends' house (really his friend and his wife), I'm not going if you're just using me to drive home. You can stay over at his if you two want to get drunk together then pick another day which is 'our' day." He did this a few times and then last Saturday we went over to there's after we'd agreed we'd come home afterwards and spend time together properly. And then he and his friend had a couple of beers in the garden at 3 in the afternoon and then they cracked open the Whiskey so by 4.30. Thinking, I know where this is going I said something. "A double-double whisky at 4.30 in the afternoon?" "What's wrong with that?" his friend said, "It's a Saturday." I then told the friend "the problem is, this is our day and OH will now want to carry on drinking." The friend shrugged and accepted this but my hubby was fuming. He went silent and I could see everything just tensed up. We got in the car and drove home. I asked him a question about dinner and he didn't answer. "Not talking to me?" I asked. "No." he said and that was the last time he spoke to me and it's Monday now. I can say, Morning, do you want a tea, anything - no answer. Now this has happened before and he comes out of it eventually, but I don't feel like he deserves to be able to give me the silent treatment. I really haven't done anything wrong. He might feel embarrassed but we had an agreement that he wouldn't get drunk and ruin our Saturday and he did anyway. If it were me, getting drunk and then blowing off sex, he'd certainly call me out on it. So this behaviour of his kind of 'feels' like emotional abuse. I wish I was the kind of person who could just shrug it off and ignore him back but we live in the same house together and it upsets me so that I think about all day while trying to work (from home right now). Does anyone have any advice or insight or a shared experience?